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TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE DIN CALE JÁY
TOMÁY ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI, BÁSIGO
TOMÁY ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI

TOMÁR MAN GOKULE ÁLO JHALAKÁY
SE ÁLOKE ÁNKHI REKHE HÁSI HÁSIGO
TOMÁY ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI

ACENÁ AJÁNÁ TUMI TABU ÁPANÁR
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ACENÁ AJÁNÁ TUMI TABU ÁPANÁR
ACENÁ AJÁNÁ TUMI TABU ÁPANÁR
ACENÁ AJÁNÁ TUMI TABU ÁPANÁR
NITYA KÁLER PRABHU SÁRÁTSÁR
TUMI CHÁŔÁ ÁMI NÁI E KATHÁ BUJHI SADÁI
TAVA KARUŃÁ TAMO VINÁSHI, BÁSIGO
TOMÁY ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI

MARME MISHE ÁCHO HE ALAKH DEVATÁ
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MARME MISHE ÁCHO HE ALAKH DEVATÁ
MARME MISHE ÁCHO HE ALAKH DEVATÁ
MARME MISHE ÁCHO HE ALAKH DEVATÁ
DEKHITE NÁ PEYE KÁNDI E MOR AJINATÁ
RAJATE SHUKTI JINÁNE PHELE DIYE ÁNAMANE
MARIICIKÁ PÁNE CHUT́E ÁSI

BÁSIGO, TOMÁY ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI
TOMÁR KATHÁ BHEVE DIN CALE JÁY
TOMÁY ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI BÁSIGO
TOMÁY ÁMI BHÁLOBÁSI







Thinking about You, my days pass.
I love You. O, I love You.

In my mental Gokul, Your light shines.
And in that illumination, I see and smile.

Though You are unknown and unrecognised, You are mine.
You are the Lord of all times and the essence of all essences.
I am constantly aware of the fact that I won’t survive without You.

O unseen Lord,
You are merged in the core of my heart.
Being unable to see You, I cry.
This is my ignorance.
Unmindfully throwing away the knowledge of the shining pearl within,
I rush towards a mirage.